Tricycle (Lawn Cycle)
Cryptic One
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I'm that first blade of grass that sees the morning sky My life seems to be a riddle I sit here and wonder why I've been destined to sit in this field I haven't a clue But you know what they say For real Early blade gets the dew So I sit here drenched in the dews wetness like sweat And hear the subtle rumble of a couple of hoof steps In my direction I sway with the wind for protection But my grassroots hold me stationary inside of the section So my fate To be tasted by cow I shutter quick Blackout In one end and right out the other I slip Shit! Yeah I think thats what its called And the plan was to escape this waste and erase it all From my mind I find a path through time real narrow Went from shit pile, to shovel, to wheelbarrow Then they package me up, and place me inside a store Next to a sign Nine ninety nine for extra-fine manure Sold To the farmer in the overalls Placed in his pickup truck next to shotgun and bowling ball Opens up the package then his plan is revealed He sprinkles me all over the very same field The end and the beginning They’re somewhat parallel A swell life cycle Endless relentless carousel Endless relentless carousel Endless relentless carousel
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